I Was Raised In Brooklyn And In

It Is Only Because A Person Has Volitions Of The Second Order That He Is Capable Both Of Enjoying And Of Lacking Freedom Of The Will.

Someone Who Lies And Someone Who Tells The Truth Are Playing On Opposite Sides, So To Speak, In The Same Game. Each Responds To The Facts As He Understands Them, Although The Response Of The One Is Guided By The Authority Of The Truth, While The Response Of The Other Defies That Authority And Refuses To Meet Its Demands. The Bullshitter Ignores These Demands Altogether. He Does Not Reject The Authority Of The Truth, As The Liar Does, And Oppose Himself To It. He Pays No Attention To It At All. By Virtue Of This, Bullshit Is A Greater Enemy Of The Truth Than Lies Are.

I Was Raised In Brooklyn And In Baltimore. My Father Was A Bookkeeper. When I Was 36 Years Old, My Mother Told Me I Was Adopted.

One Of The Most Salient Features Of Our Culture Is That There Is So Much Bullshit.

It Is Impossible For Someone To Lie Unless He Thinks He Knows The Truth. A Person Who Lies Is Thereby Responding To The Truth, And He Is To That Extent Respectful Of It.